During our sojourn out of Plymouth travelling west a few weeks ago we encountered some "rather large waves"--made "steeper" by heading into the waves and wind and tide.
Still felt OK in the Otters but Gaz--- (smaller in craft ONLY) was dissappearing into the troughs. I hit two LARGE waves and was weightless dropping down the other side into the trough. "Trying not to die" becomes somewhat tedious after a while, (hanging on and taking the bumps out with bent knees--NO change there then---) so I took the executive (cowards) decision to abort trying to get around the point, turning away from the wind and waves. It was prearranged that if ANY of us chicken- the others would follow.
The change is miraculous in that suddenly you are no longer fighting the energy from the wind and waves.
Going with the flow--- MUCH easier than against it- eh Alf
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See what I did there?
John YOU are certainly "Putting it apart"! -also no change there---
I AM finally getting around to sorting lots of non hover stuff, but also collating (love that word) various drone footage from Loch Fyne i.e. my airborne camera that WASNT lost out of Plymouth---doh
Im hoping for foul weather to sit at this comp for a day at the video edit end of hovering.
The wait will be worth it.